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(Rusty) Voicetesting
Y'know, it's a little presumptuous to just pick me up again after abandoning me after all these years. More than a little, actually.
Look, this - this isn't going anywhere, we both... know that. At least we're past the pretending stage, at any rate.
...What?
...I guess. But this is a temporary solution, 'cause I don't think we'll have a permanent one again.
There's just too much history...
Look, this - this isn't going anywhere, we both... know that. At least we're past the pretending stage, at any rate.
...What?
...I guess. But this is a temporary solution, 'cause I don't think we'll have a permanent one again.
There's just too much history...

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What I meant was - well, my being here. It's been a while since I've been - well, I guess the right word is active, even though that's a kinda weird context, when you think about it - and I think a lot of it is just a nostalgia bomb, y'see. I don't know if I'm going to stick around, and neither does my, er, person?
This is a weird existential conversation, isn't it? The notion of the Absurd, Satre's theories, living in accordance with one's freedom - it's a lot to think about all at once, and - well, you know that studying human psychology thing didn't exactly work out as planned, huh?
[It's been a while since he's saw a Snake, and his rambling is meant to cover up his genuine affection for him - pardon his dust!]